Unseen Waves: The Lone Dancer

The room, dimly lit, pulses with the rhythm of his heart. His hand, slick with precum, slides up and down his engorged cock. The air is thick with the scent of his arousal. His other hand, tentatively at first, reaches for his balls, cupping and squeezing them gently. He gasps, his strokes becoming more urgent. His body shudders, his cock swelling one last time before releasing its load. He collapses back, spent and satisfied, his body covered in the evidence of his intimate, forbidden game.

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• orgazm
• soloboy

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